Bayonnettes

Her lies match her dress
Beautiful, white and just about harmless
And his eyes speak his past
Colorful, wild and totally ruthless
Oh this bed and this mess
Were both made
Were both made in silence
In a fight to the death
Where these broken promises fix bayonnettes
Oh and he said
«This is your, this is your
Nightmare
This is your fairytale love
Your fairytale love
Oh this is your, this is your
Nightmare
This is your very own love
Your very own love»
And that look in your eye
Is certain to try and divide us
As the sun in it’s sky
Is threatening, is threatening violence
Oh and he said
«This is your, this is your
Nightmare
This is your fairytale love
Your fairytale love
Oh this is your, this is your
Nightmare
This is your very own love
Your very own love
Oh this is your
Night»
She said
«How will I
Get along»
She said
«How will I
Get along»
And he said
«This is your, this is your
Nightmare
This is your fairytale love
Your fairytale love
Oh this is your, this is your
Nightmare
This is your very own love
Your very own love
Oh this is your
Night
Oh this is your
Night»